I officially want to be a ski bum. I said so last year when we went to Lake Placid the first time, and I only feel stronger about it after this weekend. I’m writing this from bed. I haven’t properly slept since Thursday and muscles in my legs I didn’t even know existed are on fire.
Tag: Lake Placid
You may have picked up that I’m a big fan and advocate of Cross Country Skiing. I seem to be the minority here. Cross Country (or XC Ski,whatever you prefer) skiing, while wildly popular in Europe and Canada, has never really picked up steam here in the U.S. It’s like the soccer of winter sports. Essentially cross country skiing
Why Country? I publically hated country music for years. It mainly had to do with high school insecurities, the kind where you have a carefully constructed image of yourself you want to project. See, while I grew up in a developement, my school district was extremely rural and had a reputation as a “hick” school.
“You’re going to wait for the buzzer to go off. Walk outside and get into the black Suburban. It’ll take you up the mountain to your destination.” Those were my instructions as I got ready to go bobsledding at the Olympic Sports Complex in Lake Placid, New York. If I hadn’t paid $65.00, in a very
I’m gearing up for a Brothwell family “winter-fun” trip to Lake Placid this weekend and hoping global warming doesn’t royally screw up our plans. I love the idea of a ski trip. I like the whole ski-town atmosphere. I like winter sports, and I love bar hopping in the snow. Unfortunately I do not downhill